Quick Transmigration: Host, Please Be a Mute Beauty

As soon as Jiang Qiao finished speaking, the Chinese teacher immediately covered her mouth and pulled her head back. Her eyes instantly became bloodshot, and red veins spread across her entire eyeballs as she stared at Jiang Qiao.

The students below the podium remained silent. Jiang Qiao stood on the podium and looked down. The students in her class weren't very good-looking. She noticed that a boy in the third row had his right ear cut off, the student behind him had no nose, and several students in the back row had no arms.

The entire classroom was covered in blood.

Following her memory, Jiang Qiao found the people who had locked her in the toilet. Shen Feiwan was staring at her evilly, his lips moving slightly as if he were muttering something.

Jiang Qiao felt it was unnecessary to curse her, because she was already cursed.

Ye Qingqing and Yu Zhiyan were deskmates, and they both looked nervous and didn't dare to look at her.

The Chinese teacher resumed her earlier teaching demeanor, textbook in hand, her voice icy, "Jiang Qiao, latecomers will be punished, you know. If you can't answer my three questions, you'll lose those ugly eyes! Hehehe—"

Class 7 of the third year of high school was the worst class in the entire grade, but in order to distribute students evenly, there were still a few students who studied very well.

In this class, if a student offends the teacher, she will ask them the most difficult questions to make things difficult for them, which is why the students in this class are all strange and unusual.

Jiang Qiao, a top student, shrugged and said, "That's all. Dear teacher, please ask."

The Chinese teacher knew Jiang Qiao's academic performance well. She smiled sinisterly, stared into Jiang Qiao's eyes, and licked her lips as if she could devour something delicious at any moment. She immediately asked Jiang Qiao, "Xiao Hong got full marks in every subject, so why is Xiao Lü first in the class?"

When the teacher asked this question, every student below the podium frowned. Even the class monitor, Xu Yichen, picked up his notebook and began... to do calculations! He even listed out the interpersonal relationships between Xiaohong and Xiaolv.

Jiang Qiao: Brother, is this really necessary?

Jiang Qiao, who had been full of fighting spirit, was now dumbfounded. "A riddle?"

Wangcai reminded her: "Host, this is a horror instance, a world of ghosts and monsters. You know, their minds... aren't up to par! In their minds, riddles are incredibly difficult!"

The Chinese teacher, assuming she didn't know, kept chuckling, his eyes growing increasingly lewd. "Hehehe~ You only have one minute to think."

This was the first time Jiang Qiao had ever seen the word "sleazy" on the face of a middle-aged woman.

She loved reading riddles when she was little, and even bought a complete collection of riddles. You think you can stump her with such childish questions? Impossible!

"Are you stupid?! Xiaohong and Xiaolü aren't in the same class!"

The Chinese teacher's face fell, and she began flipping through her book, her voice rising, "Next question!"

The students below the podium stared at Jiang Qiao in astonishment. She was so smart! How did that thick bangs become so amazing!

Shen Feiwan stared at her fiercely, as if she wanted to tear Jiang Qiao's flesh off her body.

"Xiao Zi's birthday is August 20th. May I ask, which year is August 20th?"

Jiang Qiao: "August 20th every year!"

Why is summer vacation longer than winter vacation?

Jiang Qiao: "Because of thermal expansion and contraction!"

Jiang Qiao answered with complete ease; it seems she can be late all the time from now on.

She really didn't understand why these kinds of questions would be asked in Chinese class.

Jiang Qiao answered all three questions correctly, so the Chinese teacher couldn't do anything more to her and could only let her go back to her seat.

Her seat was in the last row, and her deskmate was a girl named Shu Xiaoli. Like the original owner, she was a shy and insecure girl. After the original owner committed suicide, she became the target of bullying by Shen Feiwan and the other two. Her thick bangs covered her eyes, and Jiang Qiao looked at her through her hair, revealing a sweet smile.

Shu Xiaoli immediately looked away.

Jiang Qiao noticed that her right eye socket was dark and empty!

It's obvious without even thinking that she was poached by that teacher!

This school is really strange in every way; her previous school, Qing Teng No. 8 Middle School, wasn't like this.

On her first day in this world, Jiang Qiao planned to be a good student and not break the school's rules.

She listened attentively to the Chinese teacher's lecture, but the teacher was only teaching normal Chinese language knowledge. Jiang Qiao knew that she was being targeted by the teacher!

Those riddles were difficult for the ghosts and NPCs in this world, which is why her Chinese teacher deliberately made things difficult for her by asking her those questions.

Damn it, today is her first time in this world, and everyone's targeting her, right?

Suddenly, a gust of cold wind swept by.

The door to Class 7 of Senior Three opened without warning, and a middle-aged man with a beer belly slowly walked in, carrying a large teacup. He had a lot of white in his eyes, and his small pupils rested on the Chinese teacher's mouth, creating an ambiguous and inexplicable atmosphere.

"Teacher Wang, your lecture was excellent. I reckon you'll be one of the outstanding teachers this year."

Jiang Qiao rolled her eyes. Anyone can recite poetry from a textbook.

This is the headmaster of studies, whom Jiang Qiao can't afford to mess with. Jiang Qiao can sense that he's very powerful, like a large-scale NPC.

The Chinese teacher stopped lecturing. If you looked closely, you could see two red blushes on her face; she was clearly shy.

"Director Liu, being an excellent teacher is not important. I just want these children to learn."

Jiang Qiao: You two are definitely up to something!

Students: ...

The dean of students took a sip of tea, walked to the podium, and smiled kindly. "Students, you are already in your senior year of high school. We know you are under a lot of academic pressure, so the school plans to hold a party next Friday night. We hope you will participate actively."

"That's all I wanted to say. Also, things have been quite unsettled at school lately. If you encounter any problems, feel free to report them to me. If your report is verified, you'll receive a reward!"

"Okay, if there's nothing else, I'll be going now—" and leave.

"report!"

The powerful voice seemed to resonate throughout the classroom. Jiang Qiao raised her hand high, looking every bit the model student.

All eyes were on her, and Shu Xiaoli lowered her head even further.

The head of student affairs liked this kind of proactive student. He pushed up his glasses and asked, "What can I do for you, student?"

Shen Feiwan and the other two suddenly had a bad feeling. Yu Zhiyan was so frightened that she wanted to bury her head in the desk.

The Chinese teacher glared at Jiang Qiao from behind. What's wrong with this girl?

Jiang Qiao stood up, her eyes serious and determined, but her thick bangs obscured her gaze. "Director, I want to report that Shen Feiwan, Ye Qingqing, and Yu Zhiyan bullied me and locked me in the toilet of an abandoned teaching building, causing me to be late for this Chinese class. Director, they don't respect our school rules at all!"

Shen Feiwan and the other two dared not speak; they had witnessed firsthand how terrifying the head of the teaching department was.

I never expected that Jiang Qiao, that bitch, would actually dare to complain. They used to beat her so badly, but she never fought back.

Upon hearing the words "school rules," the head of student affairs' face immediately darkened. "These three students, stand up and tell me, is it true?"